Who threatened Cheonma Hara with a knife - Chapter 18



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Who threatened to call me Cheonmahara with a knife? Episode 18

Business trip (3)

After that, I would walk around Onsuk-hyeon with Jin Ha-yeon and Ma Kang-il, observing the villagers and asking them questions.

After about an hour of patrolling like that, the sky became completely black.

Most of the residents had now gone into their homes, and there were hardly any people in the village, so we returned to Bunta.

“Your Majesty, have you thought about something?”

When Jin Ha-yeon, who was walking beside me, asked, Ma Kang-il also looked at me with interest.

“If you think about it, there are a few.”

There are so many things to say, honestly, it was overflowing.

It was only natural, if it was obvious. From my perspective of living in the modern world, the lifestyle here was so old-fashioned.

There were so many things that needed to be changed, but I had no intention of touching them all.

If you do that, you’ll be in for a terrible work hell.

I had one concern.

What should I touch on among them to satisfy the Master? In addition, will it give me additional work?

As I was walking along that part, I felt something strange and turned my head.

“???”

For some reason, Ma Kang-il was standing there blankly, looking at me with a surprised expression on his face.

Jin Ha-yeon also looked a little surprised, although not as much as Ma Kang-il.

‘You must be surprised, right…?’

But since we were stuck together all day for two weeks, I could tell that his expression was a little different than usual.

“Is there a problem?”

When I asked in a trembling tone, Ma Kang-il, the head of the department, answered with a surprised look on his face.

“As expected, you are the disciple chosen by the Most High. In just one hour, you have found not one thing to change, but several.”

“ah….”

It was only then that I realized my mistake.

Ma Kang-il has probably been working here for several years at the most.

From his perspective, having worked in the field for several years, what I said might have sounded quite unpleasant.

One, as expected from a devout fanatic, he showed no sign of being offended or jealous towards me.

It just gave off an atmosphere of overwhelming emotion.

So, the mistake I was thinking of wasn’t that I hurt his feelings or anything.

‘… I guess I should be a little more careful?’

It was like that at the last company dinner, and it is like that today too.

There were times when things that seemed so obvious to me were surprising to them.

‘I thought you’d only be amazed by things related to science, like smartphones, TVs, or even light bulbs.’

There was a cliché that often appeared in Japanese comics or novels I read a long time ago.

– Ah, this is a lighter.

– Ah, this is the K-2 rifle.

A story that surprises people in a fantasy world with modern civilization.

Well, I was a noob and didn’t know how to make a lighter, let alone a gun, so I thought it was an irrelevant story.

When I first fell into this world, the first thing that came to mind was democracy, but in this world where the royal family blatantly holds power, it is the perfect environment for anyone who shouts for democracy to be branded a traitor and die.

I was nothing more than a dot, so I kept my mouth shut and pretended not to know anything, so I didn’t feel it.

The knowledge and skills I have acquired can also be a wonder to the people of this world.

It was an issue that required caution in many ways.

One way or another, I am a child born in the lowest of circumstances and an orphan in this world.

The fact that he knew such knowledge was inevitably questionable in many ways.

“As expected. The eyes of the Supreme Being are accurate.”

There were two fanatics next to me, but I was just moved and said, ‘The disciple chosen by the great Heavenly Demon!!’

‘It’s a good thing they’re fools.’

I sighed in relief and opened my mouth to change the subject.

“However, it seems that His Majesty the Magangil Buntaju is not suffering from any particular side effects of the magic. By any chance, did you succeed in disenchanting yourself?”

From what I’ve seen so far, he always has a cheerful and hearty laugh that doesn’t match his grim face and he gets along well with the villagers.

It looks like he doesn’t seem like a person who has mastered magic.

But to my question, Ma Kang-il waved his arms around in a hurry as if it was absurd.

“Hahaha. How could a mere idiot like me get into trouble? It’s just that I learned a martial art with weak side effects, so it’s not that noticeable. Your Majesty. Hahaha.”

I was curious when I heard that it was a magic with weak side effects.

“If you don’t mind, could you tell me what the side effects of the magic you’ve learned are?”

“Hahahaha. It’s nothing. It’s just that, for some reason, it has a minor side effect that makes me feel better. Hahaha.”

“… … .”

Anyway, it seems like the side effect was mania.

“Actually, there are records that even the magic I learned would make me laugh in the most depressing situations and go crazy, or I would laugh so hard that I would have a seizure. However, my talent is so low that I haven’t reached the ultimate level yet. This is really. I don’t know if it’s fortunate or unfortunate. Hahahahahaha.”

“… … .”

Is it because I found out the diagnosis?

The sight of him laughing heartily made me feel sad for some reason.

* * *

After returning to Bunta.

Through Jin Ha-yeon, I was able to acquire new knowledge about the Demonic Cult.

Those like Magangil Buntaju, who constantly interact with the residents of each region, are said to be those who have learned ‘relatively’ safe magic.

So, it is said that those who have mastered the types of things that have a low chance of harming others or whose level is not very high are mainly classified as Bunta.

And the dangerous ones who come from the Magic Academy, have mastered high-level magic and are highly skilled usually belong to the armed forces and patrol the entire Xinjiang region, go on missions, or work at the headquarters of the Heavenly Demon Sect.

Indeed, if these people suffering from side effects such as the ambassador’s anger management disorder or the third death penalty’s delusion of persecution were left with ordinary civilians, it was impossible to know what kind of terrible disaster would occur.

In addition, it is said that even among those who are not from the Magic Hall, there are those who steadily raise their level and achieve results, and although it is not common, there are often those who advance from a branch office to a military unit or headquarters.

“Have all your questions been answered?”

When I nodded to Jin Ha-yeon’s question, she suddenly started rummaging through her bag and took out some books, ink, and paper.

“Why are you taking that out?”

“You’ve finished all the work you had to do for today, so shouldn’t you start studying the doctrine now?”

“ah….”

I had completely forgotten about it because I had been running around from early in the morning under the pretext of practicing light-heartedness and patrolling the village in the afternoon.

That she had followed me here for my studies.

“I want to write a diary.”

Jin Ha-yeon tilted her head and asked at the angry monologue.

“What did you say, Confucius?”

Jin Ha-yeon couldn’t understand because he was mumbling in Korean.

* * *

The next morning.

After the bath and morning ritual, it was time for a delightful breakfast.

Breakfast with the teacher.

“Hehehe. Make yourself comfortable.”

The teacher who said that smiled kindly and asked me a question as soon as I picked up my spoon.

“So, did anything come to mind while you were walking around town yesterday?”

As expected, he was a teacher who didn’t know how to distinguish between a meal and a job.

I swallowed a sigh, put down the spoon, and opened my mouth.

“I have a thought, Master.”

“Hoo. I wonder what he came up with.”

Ma Kang-il also put down the spoon he was holding and looked at me curiously.

After looking back and forth between the faces of the two middle-aged men and the old man, filled with anticipation, I opened my mouth calmly.

“We will build schools in every village and teach children in our new church.”

“A school… Is there a reason why you wanted to create a school?”

“The biggest reason I thought of the school was because of the story of Ma Kang-il’s division.”

As soon as I finished speaking, the Master’s gaze turned to Ma Kang-il’s disciple.

When Ma Kang-il burst into manic laughter at that burdensome gaze, I added an explanation.

“Didn’t you say at dinner yesterday that most of the people here are illiterate, so they teach doctrine orally?”

“Hmm. I’m sure you said that. But, if that’s the case, shouldn’t we teach letters to adults as well as children?”

“There is no need to do that. They are already devout believers. Also, they are struggling to make ends meet, so they have no time to study.”

To my explanation, the Master frowned and replied.

“When you say that adults are already devout believers, you mean that children are not.”

“!!!”

The surprised Ma Kang-il suddenly stood up from his chair, threw himself on the floor, and started hitting his head.

“It was my fault, Reverend! I will continue to be more active in proselytizing to younger children!”

I shouted urgently at the sight of Ma Kang-il, whose forehead was beginning to bleed.

“It’s not the fault of the separatists! It means that the situation has changed!”

“The situation has changed… Can you explain what that means?”

Cold sweat runs down my face.

The Master wouldn’t hurt me right away, but if I said one wrong word, I didn’t know what would happen to Ma Kang-il.

“The way our Cheonmasin Church expanded its influence was simple. We protected the innocent people of Xinjiang from evildoers, and in the process, we spread our doctrines. However, nearly two hundred years have passed, and now there are almost no bandits or thieves left in Xinjiang. In particular, I heard that they are almost extinct in Onsuk County, which is close to the headquarters.”

“Does the changed situation you mentioned mean that the number of evildoers has decreased?”

“Yes. The older residents are probably feeling infinite gratitude towards our school, but it’s a situation that young children have a hard time empathizing with. Also, humans are inherently evil. If favors continue, they tend to think of them as rights.”

When I explained it by adding a famous line from a certain movie, the teacher nodded and said, “Yes, indeed.”

One of the greatest principles in the doctrine of the Demonic Cult. This was because it was a phrase that matched the meaning that ‘humans are inherently evil.’

“So, what you’re saying is that children who don’t remember receiving much help might end up taking our school’s kindness for granted.”

“Yes, Master. In particular, our sect is receiving donations, although less than the wicked imperial family. Clearly, as time goes by, there is a risk that someone will raise the question, ‘Why do we have to donate to the Cheonmasin Church?’”

“That seems quite possible.”

The teacher answered as if he understood, then turned his head and looked at Ma Kang-il, who was kneeling on the floor.

“You, Buntaju, please stand up. As the disciple said, you are not guilty.”

“Oh, I understand, Your Majesty.”

Ma Kang-il, who still had a dumbfounded expression on his face, was looking at me with eyes filled with admiration.

He was looking at me with a surprised expression and blood running down his forehead, so it was a more burdensome gaze than usual.

But the Master didn’t seem to care about that, and after looking at Ma Kang-il, who had raised his body, he looked at me again.

“So what you’re saying is that we should teach letters and doctrines to the children of each village through the unmanned units of each branch.”

“Yes. People are greatly influenced by what they see and grow up with as children. In addition to the grace of learning letters as children, if we study the doctrines consistently from a young age, the probability of becoming a faithful believer is very high.”

“One, there is one thing you have overlooked. As you said, the common people are struggling to make ends meet. Also, do you think the children will have the time to attend school while they are busy trying to make ends meet?”

“It’s okay because they’re here.”

I answered like that and pointed to the Magangil fountain.

“Since there are fewer evildoers, the members of the branch office are the ones who help out with chores. If we limit the number of members to one or two who teach the children, they can take care of the work that the children should have done.”

“Hehehe. As expected, you thought all that through. With your outstanding intelligence and the side effects of the Talhonmujeonggeom, you’ve come up with some really great results.”

“Oh, I guess so. Ha, hahaha.”

Since I couldn’t clear up my teacher’s misunderstanding, I could only laugh it off awkwardly.

They built schools in each village in Xinjiang where the Tianma Sect branch was established and taught the doctrine to the children.

After the big picture was set, my teacher and I began discussing the details.

“First of all, I think it would be good to teach the Thousand Character Classic first. Even young children can learn the Thousand Character Classic in about a year.”

“That’s true. However, as you know, in the classic Cheonmabi-rok, there are often characters that cannot be read at the level of the Thousand Character Classic.”

“Anyway, there are many contents that are difficult to teach to children as they are in Cheonma Birok. There is a need to create an abbreviated teaching book for children that consists only of Cheonjamun.”

“Hmm. Since I have time to learn the Thousand Character Classic anyway, I guess I can make an abbreviated doctrine book during that year.”

“Yes. If we continue to teach the children in this way for about two years, all the children in Xinjiang will be reborn as followers of the Heavenly Demon Sect.”

“Hehehe. Then, the work of making that abbreviated doctrine.”

Before the teacher could finish speaking, I quickly intervened.

“We need research from those who have been in the teachings for a long time and are well-versed in the scriptures. I would like to take on the task of suggesting the idea, but I am not even halfway through the scriptures yet, so if I step forward, there is a risk of teaching incorrect content.”

There was no way to increase the workload again.

From the beginning, I had this in mind, so I chose ‘school’ among the various opinions.

Those who run the school are the branch members of each region. I have nothing to do with them.

The abbreviated catechism is also the same. I couldn’t make it because I was just learning the doctrine.

“Certainly, it seems a bit early for you to be in charge of this matter.”

At the teacher’s words, I almost let out a shout of joy without realizing it.

‘I avoided the hit this time!’

It was the moment when the intended purpose was achieved.

Here, if this story were to become any longer, there was a danger of falling into some strange trap, so I opened my mouth in a hurry.

“Master, the food is getting cold.”

“Ahem. Now that I think about it, that’s right. I’ll go back to my school and look into any additional details, so let’s enjoy our meal.”

It could have been mistaken for a meeting, but we were actually having ‘breakfast’.

However, even after receiving permission from the Master, it was difficult to eat comfortably.

“How about His Majesty the Magangil, get your head treated a little and then have a meal?”

Ma Kang-il was eating food with a spoon, his face still covered in red blood that had started to drip from his forehead.

However, Ma Kang-il, who was very considerate of me, just laughed heartily.

“Hahaha. It’s okay. It’s already dried up, so it shouldn’t be a big deal. More importantly, they are the Supreme Being and his disciple. I couldn’t even think of anything, but they were talking so smoothly that I didn’t even realize that blood was running down my forehead while I was listening. Hahaha.”

It was a very bright and cheerful Ma Kang-il Buntaju.